23rd Budokai Tenkaichi

"How could he not be here!?" Chi-Chi thought as she stared up at the board containing all of the fighters for this years Tenkaichi Budokai. She had trekked a long way from her home, obtaining blessing and training from her father the Ox King to come find her future husband here. There were names all over the board, including both her own and a few she recognized like Yamcha. But no Goku. This trip was going to be a bust, and Chi-Chi would never be married!

"Oh, this will be fun." A deep voice came from behind her. Chi-Chi turned her head to see a tall man, complete with afro, sideburns, and an awful shirt that revealed too much chest hair. The man looked down at her, offering a cocky smile.

"Hey there little lady. Who's fan club are you apart of?" The man asked. Chi-Chi almost instantly felt a blood vessel pop into her head.

"Um, excuse me!?" She asked, but already the man was walking past her as someone else got his attention.

"Hey, Hercules!" The other person asked. Chi-Chi turned her head back to the board, quickly identifying Hercules name on the list.

"I have to kick his ass, just for that." Chi-Chi said with her brow furrowed. Already the thought of Goku was drifting from her mind.

In the crowd, two green men tried to look inconspicuous as they wore baseball caps and t-shirts. It wasn't exactly fooling anyone, but given that the President was a talking dog this didn't really matter.

"I don't understand why we're here, Uncle." Piccolo asked Kami as he fidgeted in his seat. Though he looked like an older teenager or a very young adult, he was really only three years old. During his short life Kami had attempted to teach Piccolo the finer tenets of meditation and patience, but for a young person this is very hard to grasp. Kami smiled.

"Patience, my child. We are here to watch, and watch only." Kami explained, Piccolo nodded slowly feeling as if he were missing something.

"Are we expecting an attack here? Some giant monster that I must defeat?" Piccolo asked, the excitement in his voice fairly clear. Though Kami had dubbed him 'Guardian of Earth' the job had been fairly boring as of late. Kami only laughed in response.

"Not at all. Sometimes we just come down and mingle with the people. It would be unwise to become disconnected from the people you are sworn to protect. Just try to have fun, and appreciate what is going on here." Kami explained serenely. The two were quiet for a few moments as the first pair of fighters was announced.

"For our first round we have Yamcha versus Chi-Chi! You know the rules people but I'll go over them just one more time for the kiddos here today - you get knocked down longer than ten seconds -" The announcer began.

"YOU'RE OUT!" The crowd chimed in. Piccolo rolled his eyes and ate some popcorn.

"You get knocked out of the ring-"

"YOU'RE OUT!"

"You surrender?"

"YOU'RE OUT!"

"Alright guys, let's have a nice clean match." The announcer finished up as Yamcha and Chi-Chi met in the center of the ring. Yamcha smiled, scratching his hair as he and Chi-Chi bowed to each other.

"Hey! Don't I know you from somewhere?" He began.

"Must. Kill. Afro-Guy." Chi-Chi muttered under her breathe.

"What?" Yamcha managed before -

"FIGHT!" The announcer yelled and moments later Chi-Chi was on him, her left foot coming down on Yamcha's shoulder. He didn't see it coming, to say the least, and he collapsed to the crowd.

"Woah!" Yamcha exclaimed as he rolled away from a second kick which would have broken his nose.

"This chick's more dangerous than I thought! Better end it quick!" Yamcha thought aloud as he got into his trademark stance, "Wolf Fang Fist!"

Yamcha unleashed a barrage of attacks at Chi-Chi, who blocked a few, dodged a few others, but was hit by some and was thrown back a few feet with bruises on her arms. She jumped up, recovering quickly and staring at Yamcha with literal flames in her eyes and smoke coming out of her ears. Yamcha gulped.

"Power Slugger!" Chi-Chi yelled and swung her arm at Yamcha; he was surprised to see an actual ki attack from his first round opponent, and only narrow dodged the ki blade before it struck the ground behind him and sliced the tile in two. Yamcha didn't wait for a second attack and dove at Chi-Chi, trying to sweep her legs from under her. Chi-Chi responded fast, though, kneeing Yamcha in the face and then bringing a fist down on his head.

Yamcha recovered his footing, jumping back a few feet as Chi-Chi kept the offensive going from punching and kicking. He began to float in the air, hoping to pull away, but Chi-Chi jumped into the air and grabbed his foot, forcibly pulling the former thief back to the ground. Yamcha punched Chi-Chi in the gut, causing her to double over while he flipped backwards delivering a powerful kick to her jaw and landing Yamcha on the edge of the arena.

"Kame..." Yamcha began to power up the attack. Chi-Chi's eyes widened as she recognized the attack from long ago. She began running at Yamcha from her spot on the opposite side of the arena.

"Hame..." A blue orb began to form in Yamcha's hands. Chi-Chi was closer now, roughly in the center of the arena.

"HA!" Yamcha unleashed his energy blast at Chi-Chi, who thankfully knew what it was and knew to dive out of the way. She blitzed to the right, narrowly avoiding the beam of energy and landing a well placed kick in Yamcha's face. Taken totally off guard, Yamcha fell backwards and out of the arena.

"And that's it folks! Chi-Chi is the winner!" The guard announced. Chi-Chi spun around, searching the crowd until she saw Hercules whose mouth was already agape from seeing the various ki attacks that had just been used.

"YOU'RE NEXT, ASSHOLE!" Chi-Chi screamed and stomped her foot on the ground. In the stands, Piccolo was laughing and clapping. Hercules didn't know whether to be terrified or aroused.